“I love you, too. See you later.” Chuck slipped the phone back in its cradle. Did Bobbi know more about Brad than she was saying? Before he could shut his computer down for the evening, his phone rang. “Chuck Molinsky,” he said answering after the first ring.

“Chuck, I’m sorry to bother you at work, but Bobbi said you were still there.” It was Laurie Dillard.

“I’m glad you called. How did things go?”

“Fair. She listened to some things. Did you know about her dad?”

“Yeah, I did. I found out quite a bit researching the records to file the paternity claim.”

“She said because she told the truth in the sentencing phase of the trial, her father went to prison instead of getting the death penalty, so she doesn’t tell the truth anymore.”

“Pray for her Chuck. I feel like we don’t have a lot of time to get through to her.”

“Laurie, I pray for her just about everyday. I hope she keeps talking to you.”

“Me too. Bobbi says you’re having dinner with Brad, so I won’t keep you. I just wanted to let you know that she hadn’t blown up or anything. It was actually quite civilized.”

“Oh she’s very polite, very courteous. You hardly notice how much damage she’s done because she’s so smooth.”

“Just a little scary. Anyway, enjoy your dinner.” Chuck hung the phone up and quickly shut his office down. He was supposed to meet Brad at seven, and now he would be cutting it close. That was assuming Brad was on time.